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You were sitting on the floor of your studio apartment doing what you do best - art. You had your art clothes on, which consisted of a trashy tank top, old shorts, and backwards baseball cap to keep your hair out of your face. You were working with acrylic paints today, hence the need for the uniform.

Your apartment was pretty empty, if you don't count the mess of art supplies and loose clothing, so it was pretty easy to slip into a painting kick. All you had to do was put a sheet down and you were good to go. You never used anything fancy, you used cheap acrylics and at most a sheet of posterboard, but never anything bigger.

You had finally gotten settled on the floor with your supplies and began to work. You were doing some sort of galaxy/splatter paint... thing. You were in the zone until you heard a rattling at your door. Obviously that spooked you, leading you to yell out "STAY OUT, I HAVE A PAINTBRUSH AND IM NOT AFRAID TO USE IT." rather violently. You heard a chuckling from behind the door until it finally came open, revealing your lifelong best friend Brian. You guys always had a little ...thing... for each other, but it never went too far.

"Hey, chill out hot stuff. It's just me." he said, slipping the key back into his pocket and sitting next to you on the floor. You had both exchanged keys because you two were practically inseparable anyway. "So... What's this?" he said, pointing towards your paint covered canvas. "Oh, nothing really. Just got a little bored." you said before going back to work.

Everything was fine for a few minutes before Brian decided to pull a rather douche move and dip his fingertip into one of your paints and proceed to wipe it along your cheek. You gasped and looked at him with wide-eyes. You grinned an evil grin as you reciprocated, giving him a lime green line right across his face.

You both acted as children for the next few minutes, giving each other polka dots and stripes wherever you saw fit. You both slowly stopped and just looked at eachother, smiles faded, 100% serious. He leaned down and kissed you, definitely making some of the paint on your face mix with his. "I... I love you. I know we've said it before but... damn. I really really really love you, (y/n)." he said after, making you smile pretty hard. "I love you too, Bri." you said, kissing his cheek cutely.

Collaboration pieces were always your favorite.

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